A Murder Of Crows Lyrics - Singles - Pistol Grip

Take the trail to the graveyard for the night 

Tick tick time's never on your side 

On the edge of the rooftops and we're never coming down 

Keep your eyes wide open and alert 

You'll rest enough when you're burried in the dirt 

On the edge of destruction can you feel what's coming down 

Sun down, search for entertainment 

Ghost town, only blackbirds on the pavement 

A murder of crows in the valley of tranguility 

neutralize the boredom with the prospect of activity, 

The bar's closed gotta find another place 

But your trends are shit, and the normal hate my face 

We're the proud and the putrid and we're gonna wreck this town 

Discontent and nothings gonna change 

Futures bleak with no thought of self restraint 

Undesirable outcasts no one ever wants around 

[Chorus]